Man, i've been both laughing at and kicking myself for this during the last two days, and i think i've got a few more to go before i finally get over it. So here's the story, perhaps you'll learn something useful and avoid making such a silly mistake.
This took place in a Chinatown nightclub at around 5AM. An awesome guest DJ was headlining and the vibe was incredible! I was scoping around the dancefloor when i noticed this Filipino hottie in pink on the side of the dancefloor. Strangely enough (for a Filipina anyway), she seemed kinda shy and mostly just watched others dance.
Ironically enough, she happened to be in the same corner of the floor where a lot of the gay guys gathered up. So as i was watching her, she finally worked up the courage to dance up to a guy, just to get ignored because he was dancing with his boyfriend. She went back and forth like this at least twice, completely oblivious to what was going on.
So i finally took pity on her and approached:
me: i don't think he swings that way
her: what?
me: they're all gay!
her: *shocked* no way!
me: *laughing* you can't tell?
her: *laughing* nope
me: come dance!
But she refused. Her body language was saying one thing and her lips another! This is where i slipped. I just assumed she wasn't interested and moved on. Only later, i remembered seeing her earlier with two other chicks, who weren't there when i approached. And the place she was at wasn't far from the washroom, so put two and two together: she was waiting for them!
Of course, i only realized that after the following took place. So what did take place? I figured i was gonna have a good time with or without her, so i went straight to to the raised podium, climbed on top and started busting some moves! A few minutes later, i catch her with the side of my eye. She's no longer on the side, but closer to me and her face is turned toward me.
Another minute or two later and she's now dancing right in front of me with no guys around her! You'd think i would have realized that her friends came back to her and she was trying to get with me, but i was too wasted. So what did i do? When she wasn't looking, I kneeled down, and gave my wingman a pat on the shoulder (he was chilling beneath, just by the side of the podium).
I then stood up and pointed at the chick, telling him to go for it. Mind you, i still thought she wasn't interested in me and figured i might as well let him make the best of this cutie! And here's where it all came crashing down. Her friends saw me and waved her back over to them. About a half-hour later, i finally understood what just took place and how close i was.
Ah well, you live you learn right? Something of this nature happens to me at least once a night and so far, i've learned my lessons well. However, when the intoxication substance of choice kicks in, i sometimes get carried away. Of course, i could just stay sober, but in the end, i go there to have an awesome time, and not pick up women, so that's my number one priority.
Just for the hell of it, i sketched up this outline of the club. The lines indicate movement paths. The one on the left is her, i'm in the middle, and the wing is on the right.
This took place in a Chinatown nightclub at around 5AM. An awesome guest DJ was headlining and the vibe was incredible! I was scoping around the dancefloor when i noticed this Filipino hottie in pink on the side of the dancefloor. Strangely enough (for a Filipina anyway), she seemed kinda shy and mostly just watched others dance.
Ironically enough, she happened to be in the same corner of the floor where a lot of the gay guys gathered up. So as i was watching her, she finally worked up the courage to dance up to a guy, just to get ignored because he was dancing with his boyfriend. She went back and forth like this at least twice, completely oblivious to what was going on.
So i finally took pity on her and approached:
me: i don't think he swings that way
her: what?
me: they're all gay!
her: *shocked* no way!
me: *laughing* you can't tell?
her: *laughing* nope
me: come dance!
But she refused. Her body language was saying one thing and her lips another! This is where i slipped. I just assumed she wasn't interested and moved on. Only later, i remembered seeing her earlier with two other chicks, who weren't there when i approached. And the place she was at wasn't far from the washroom, so put two and two together: she was waiting for them!
Of course, i only realized that after the following took place. So what did take place? I figured i was gonna have a good time with or without her, so i went straight to to the raised podium, climbed on top and started busting some moves! A few minutes later, i catch her with the side of my eye. She's no longer on the side, but closer to me and her face is turned toward me.
Another minute or two later and she's now dancing right in front of me with no guys around her! You'd think i would have realized that her friends came back to her and she was trying to get with me, but i was too wasted. So what did i do? When she wasn't looking, I kneeled down, and gave my wingman a pat on the shoulder (he was chilling beneath, just by the side of the podium).
I then stood up and pointed at the chick, telling him to go for it. Mind you, i still thought she wasn't interested in me and figured i might as well let him make the best of this cutie! And here's where it all came crashing down. Her friends saw me and waved her back over to them. About a half-hour later, i finally understood what just took place and how close i was.
Ah well, you live you learn right? Something of this nature happens to me at least once a night and so far, i've learned my lessons well. However, when the intoxication substance of choice kicks in, i sometimes get carried away. Of course, i could just stay sober, but in the end, i go there to have an awesome time, and not pick up women, so that's my number one priority.
Just for the hell of it, i sketched up this outline of the club. The lines indicate movement paths. The one on the left is her, i'm in the middle, and the wing is on the right.
